Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Who are you, the questions of your lover
Is the shame to be paid with the death
Steals all your future from the labyrinth
Shut up now and please disappear
And let me scream these lies
I love you, I am alive, I am alive
No one you ask you why
They were in love with the world
And I am in love with them, despite
So you believe in god?
Or do you believe in religion
Coming from the mouth of books
Tell me, you are the truth.